I Ask You My Lord (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

I ask You my Lord, to make my people holy again.
In times of a deadly virus that comes and in times of happiness,
that You do touch each life with Your Spirit and love and mercy,
do jerk everyone in this country out of the fire like burning-wood,
I ask that You do remember the people that are serving You still.
My Lord, You know how the condition of hospitals here is.
where I do still trust in Your omnipotence and great mercy,
You know how the virus from China do obliterate people here,
where medical personnel have to face this deadly thing in fear,
where others do not know about the sacrifices that they make,
as if every other person just can forget that kind of dedication,
it seems that people have no interest to serve You by the heart
but where people in cities, towns and on farms do silently perish,
I pray that You do without fail act against this viral danger.
© Gert Strydom